Chapter Fifteen: The Fool Card
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Shangbei City, nestled within the mountainous Luoshang region, is home to the legendary Luo River, which springs from the Luo Source, flows into the Phoenix River, and ultimately merges with the sea. Though located at the heart of Huaguo, Shangbei remains relatively underdeveloped. One-third of the entire population of Shan Province resides here, drawn by Shangbei’s status as Huaguo’s largest transportation hub, while the surrounding mountainous areas lean toward poverty.
Su Yuxian, a girl with an aura of nobility, hails from a background even more daunting than Shen Liangxin’s. Yet, she exudes a gentle, serene presence that stirs sympathy. At this moment, guided by countless tarot card predictions, she has arrived in Shangbei City.
The Fool card. She had long grown tired of the monotonous, stifling life. In her quest to become the kind of woman her father envisioned, she bore the mark of a scar on her right wrist. Her father, in turn, ceased to control her, no longer as harsh as before, but instead began to watch her every move with concern.
Still, in Su Yuxian’s eyes, her life remained colorless.
Perhaps sometimes it required taking a risk?
For the person foretold?
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Li Fengyin and Shen Liangxin found themselves in a corner of Shangbei’s old city, where low-rise, aged buildings stood amid bustling crowds. Though many were elderly, the streets buzzed with nonstop hawking.
This was also a treasure trove for bargain hunters—antique relics, authentic foods, and rich cultural scenery all gathered here.
“三 Yao Lamb Paomo” — the name of this lamb paomo eatery sounded peculiar, yet the two had arrived.
The shop was crowded. Li Fengyin took their numbered wristbands and sat at a table outside the eatery. With so many patrons, they had no choice but to wait outdoors.
Nearby, a round-faced, straight-bangs girl with sorrowful eyes also waited for lamb paomo.
Why she had been noticed? Li Fengyin swallowed nervously. Her appearance was not much different from Shen Liangxin’s, even possessing a quality Shen lacked.
At that moment, as if sensing the gaze, Su Yuxian lifted her eyes. Their eyes met, a faint sorrow passing between them, subtly touching Li Fengyin’s resolute heart.
Just as Li Fengyin felt awkward, a sharp pinch on his thigh nearly made him cry out.
Shen Liangxin mercilessly squeezed his thigh.
“Ahem,” Li Fengyin masked his discomfort and then focused on studying the number tags—both sides bore numbers.
Su Yuxian withdrew her gaze. Soon, her number was called, and she entered the eatery first, while Li Fengyin and Shen Liangxin still waited.
“Do you like girls like her?” Shen Liangxin questioned.
Li Fengyin, embarrassed again, replied, “No, no, you’re the most beautiful in the world!”
“Hmph!”
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A faint smile curved Shen Liangxin’s lips before she said, “Her name is Su Yuxian, daughter of Asia’s richest tycoon.”
“!”
Li Fengyin was stunned instantly!
But on reflection, it made sense that Shen Liangxin would know that girl.
Soon, Su Yuxian emerged carrying a steaming bowl of lamb paomo, the glistening mutton fat and chili oil especially tempting, steam rising gently and whetting the appetite.
Su Yuxian placed the bowl on the table where Li Fengyin and Shen Liangxin sat.
“Liangxin, long time no see~”
Her voice carried a hint of fragility. Shen Liangxin was speechless: “Wasn’t it just over three years ago? How’s that long?”
The serene girl smiled faintly. “True.”
Su Yuxian looked at Li Fengyin and suddenly asked something puzzling: “The Fool card?”
Li Fengyin didn’t understand her meaning. Shen Liangxin gave no hint, leaving him uneasy. From what Li Fengyin knew, Shen Liangxin’s temper was far from gentle.
At that moment, a fresh greeting came from a nearby stall.
“Hey~”
The voice was slightly hoarse but full of vitality. Li Fengyin smiled and turned around: “Pang Wei, long time no see!”
“Come for lamb paomo?” Pang Wei, a man half a head taller than Li Fengyin, asked. “You promised to teach me guitar but never did. No wonder the Fool card keeps appearing three days in a row.”
Su Yuxian’s eyes brightened.
The four gathered around the small table, with Pang Wei joining the meal.
Yet Shen Liangxin remained wary, already labeling Su Yuxian as a rival in her mind. Of course, she wouldn’t admit any feelings of love at first sight. As for Li Fengyin, for now, he was merely an experiment.
“You’re called Pang Wei?”
Su Yuxian took a spoonful of lamb paomo and asked.
“That’s right,” Pang Wei replied with a carefree air. “And you?”
Su Yuxian smiled again: “I’m Su Yuxian. By the way, my card today is also the Fool.”
“So that means the two of us…”
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Before Pang Wei could finish, Li Fengyin abruptly pulled him close and whispered in his ear, “She’s the daughter of Asia’s richest tycoon!”
“!”
The inexperienced boy was stunned by this revelation and immediately stopped his playful teasing, growing nervous.
“Re-really? She’s really the daughter of Asia’s richest tycoon?!”
Now it was Pang Wei’s turn to lean close to Li Fengyin’s ear.
“Really,” Li Fengyin affirmed, leaving Pang Wei gasping.
Meanwhile, Shen Liangxin picked up the number tag and brought two bowls of lamb paomo—one for herself and one for Li Fengyin—and coldly spat one word: “Eat!”
“Okay!”
Li Fengyin nodded, suddenly feeling that getting along well with Shen Liangxin in the future might be possible. She was truly the type he liked.
A man who turned thought into instinct, Li Fengyin didn’t seem as ordinary or calm as he appeared. In a moment, he could make three or more predictions and judgments. His only flaw was a disease that caused significant memory loss; his only reliance was his ‘impressions.’
He concluded that Shen Liangxin harbored a hint of morbidity. As for himself, he was somewhat ‘perverse’—not in the usual sense, but in his own discerning way, Shen Liangxin was the best choice.
The three days they had spent together had taught Li Fengyin much, perhaps dispelling his previous insecurities.
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Zheng Chao was still struggling in the Underworld, following the mortal path and beginning to feel hunger. Suddenly, he remembered he hadn’t yet tasted authentic lamb paomo and felt somewhat melancholy.
Yes, quite melancholy.
Three years later, the world would reach its end, leaving only one way upward!
The legendary ultimate period of lawlessness was about to bottom out!
Everything would rise, though like struggling in quicksand. With a master like Luoyu Qiangjian, there was still hope for the future!
However, having broken the great limit three times in a row, even Zheng Chao now felt his master might soon be gone.